Comfortable feet in woolen socks peek out under a soft white linen blanket on a bed.

Wakie, Wakie

~

Disciples to Jesus: 

Wakie, Wakie Lord 

We’re drowning out at sea 

We’re fighting a battle 

And here You are asleep 

~

Wakie, Wakie Lord 

Don’t you care- it looks like we’ll soon die 

Cause all we see, all around 

Are wind and waves and fright 

~

Then Jesus awoke and calmed the storm, 

Which never had any power to bring the disciples down 

~

Church to Jesus: 

Wakie, Wakie Lord 

Our world is in pain 

There’s suffering, drought, 

Famines and plagues 

The ship is taking in water 

Looks like we’re going down 

And there doesn’t seem to be any help 

Near at all, around 

~

Jesus to Church: 

Wakie, Wakie church 

Open your eyes 

Don’t you realise, I am the very Christ 

There will always be problems and trials to bear 

But My grace is with you, so do not fear 

~

Wakie, Wakie church 

You are never alone 

In every season of life 

I am constant and faithful 

The storm can end at my command 

But if it continues 

Don’t waver 

Let your faith in Me stand 

~

Wakie, Wakie church, 

Don’t keep making the same mistakes 

Do you believe or don’t you? 

Am I not able to defend? 

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